I've been thinking a lot lately about love, and more specifically, unconditional love. Most often I feel we hear that phrase when talking about parents and their children. But as I grow up and study my children more, I'm wondering if we have it all wrong.
Maybe parents aren't really the ones with unconditional love; it's our kids whose love is so blind. For example, my own relationship with my parents has has it's ups and downs (as do all I would imagine) but because I know that we seem to grow more cynical each year and possibly a little more judgmental as well, I'm beginning to wonder if it affects our ability to love unconditionally. After all, don't we seem to criticize most, those people that we're supposed to love the most?
And yet, I can watch my son, who has seen very little judgment in his five years, call a boy he's seen twice in his life his new best friend. He can attend any luncheon or community dinner or just go to the park randomly some day and make friends. And he genuinely cares for them and is concerned about their happiness and safety. He hugs without thinking twice. Tells me, his dad and anyone else in his life how much he loves them without being prompted. (and yes, I believe he really does)
This season of Lent, I've been thinking a lot about what it means to sacrifice. To cleanse ourselves of negativity or other evils we place on ourselves and start to see the picture un-blurred by our own cynicism once more. I gotta admit, I'm struggling. It's hard to force ourselves to revert back to some form of innocence. But I think if we can get there, we may be more apt to really feel unconditional love for the people around us.
As wise as we get in our age, it seems we too grow colder and less open to love. No wonder why children bring such happiness to a home.
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